Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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to help Mikayla when he heard Kylie weakly

bleeding forehead and the red marks on her neck from Mikayla’s grip, Jerome instruct ed the woman who was standing there in a daze, “Go

hurriedly fetched the

in sitting down and then walked

at her

utterly limp, and as he pulled at her arm, it was as if he were dragging a lifeless

felt a bit uneasy.

What’s with this madness again?” he asked, furrowing his

Her eyes began to focus, and her body gradually regained strength.

Jerome felt a

be with Kylie after the divorce?” Mikayla asked.

was hoarse, and her tone

furrowed brows tightened further

someone’s life

the first

trying

approached at that moment, carrying the

help Mikayla stand up, but she coldly

her own, adjusted her clothes, and walked

after Mikayla to find out what had

let out a stifled groan of pain.

the one responsible for the

a complete stop. “Shall we go to the

her pale face, Kylie shook her head. “I’m

deeper,

while asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did she

a faint smile. “She might have misunderstood me.”

bullied like this, and you’re still defending her. I

furrowed brows, Kylie said to the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please go back for now. If there’s anything, we

didn’t want to leave, but she could tell

well. If you need someone to look after you tonight,

Agatha left, Jerome asked Kylie, “What just happened? Why did Mikayla

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